She lives on the torrent of July
Ten thousand feet of ideal
She took a nap in the reed marshes where the north wind was rushing by
The grassland in her dream is white
The train got on and went around
She tasted all the sugar from every foreign land
If I stand on the sunrise, can I get rid of yesterday's melancholy
Can thin language convey all my concerns
If one day I don't dare to go, can I go through this one
There's always a place of hometown
Bright city
Like a young man fearing no longer
She doesn't want much, just different from others
Candlelight reflection adds tea to me
Meeting too short does not mean tea is cool
The habit you left behind still lives tenaciously on me
If I stand on the sunrise, can I get rid of yesterday's melancholy
Can thin language convey all my concerns
If one day I don't dare to go, can I go through this one
There's always a place of hometown
If I stand on the sunrise, can I get rid of yesterday's melancholy
Can thin language convey all my expectations
If one day I don't dare to go, can I go through this one
There's always a place of hometown
She walked in the sound of the horse's hooves
How many departures does the setting sun burn
She explained the scenery of strangers to strangers
Tell her to sit down and wait for me when she comes back
Old friend's face has not changed
We still want to be different
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